Awww, come on and let me in my room??

Weirdness… Just came back to my hotel room and couldn’t get in. The key worked… I got the green light. But when I pushed the handle down (yes, all the way) and pushed the door in, it wouldn’t budge. It was almost as though the deadbolt was locked. Tried it three times. Seriously, I know how to open hotel room doors! Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. So, I went back down the hall and around the corner to the house phone. Spent around 5 minutes talking to the front desk and went back to my room to wait for security. So, I thought, let’s try it again. This time it worked. As it opened, a housekeeper came out from their storage room across the hall. I stopped her and said, “Something really weird just happened.” I told her everything and she had me close it, then open it again. So, we propped the door open and made a sweep. The room was empty. The housekeeper said that maybe the battery was going low, but she didn’t look or sound convincing… #paranormalorjustafunkyglitch?

Welcome To My Blog! Awww… Amsterdam…

I am a flight attendant with a major airline and travel throughout the world.  Here I will share my stories of ghostly encounters during my travels both domestic and international.  I have even had the occasional touch on the arm or pull of my hair on the airplane!  I will start with some back stories, and as I encounter new activity, I will add new blogs…

We moved to a new hotel in Amsterdam a few years ago.  Well, I had heard from both pilots and flight attendants alike that there was some ghostly activity going on…  So, what’s a ghost hunting stew to do?  GET THAT LAYOVER!  Lucky me I fly that trip repeatedly that summer.

So, here I am thinking I am so clever, and bring some of my investigation equipment with me.  On the first four layovers I brought my digital camera, K2 meter, MelMeter and digital voice recorder.  I took pics, did EVP sessions and walked around with my meters.  Nothing, nada, zilch!  I’m sensitive, but only picked up a few energies on the first layover…  Until I brought my equipment out.  Well, maybe the stories have been exaggerated, I think.  Maybe nothing is here.

On my fifth layover I decided to leave the equipment at home and just enjoy hanging out in the city with my crew.  If the spirits didn’t want to play, why cart all that equipment around, right?  So, we go out and eat and hang out and I get back to my room to go to bed.  Our pick up from the hotel was early in the morning and I needed my sleep.  At around 1:00 am, something starts knocking on my window!  Now, I’m on the 5th floor and there isn’t a balcony or any other way for someone to stand outside my window and knock!  I get up and pull the curtain back just to confirm this.  Think, huh, maybe I was dreaming, and got back into bed.  A few minutes later there is more knocking on the window and then on the wall and then the toilet flushed by itself…  This went on for about 15 minutes.

Then, it hit me!  They (the ghosts) were making a point…  They did not like the equipment!  Nope, not at all!  So I just stated out loud, “Hey, I’m sorry about bringing the equipment.  I won’t do it again.  Please forgive me and let me sleep so that I can work tomorrow.”  Now that we have an understanding, they let me sleep at night.  When I’m up and about they do let me know that they are around. They will move something and they especially like to get the hangers swinging…And every once in awhile, they like to flush the toilet.  Last summer I  even had one come up behind me and put her hand on my shoulder in a comforting manner…

This hotel used to be a hospital and to this day still has patients waiting…